This action made sun Zhenzhen, who was already a little fidgety, look even worse.
But she said nothing, pretended not to hear or see, and turned her eyes to one side.
She likes to eat fish. She remembers mentioning it to him before. So what he does today is that he always remembers his preferences?
Restless little heart fluttered up, and she didn't know what was wrong with her.
She wanted to ignore him, but she found that she couldn't.
"Come on, it's true. Eat more." This side hasn't been leveled yet, and the other side of the clock Qingfeng has also brought some vegetables to her plate.
But what he didn't know was that she didn't like celery at all and always thought it tasted strange.
Being attacked by both sides, her expression was more unnatural, but she still smiled at Zhong Qingfeng, "thank you."
Zhong Qingfeng looked at her gently and said, "eat now."
As soon as the voice fell, the discordant voice rang again, "she doesn't like celery at all!"
Zhong Qingfeng's face suddenly looked ugly. He really didn't know Sun Zhen didn't like celery.
But Sun Zhenzhen hit someone's face quite a bit, only to see her gently clip up the celery on the plate, put it into her mouth and chew it slowly, eating with relish.
Yang Yilin is in a hurry and slams his chopsticks on the table. "You don't like eating clearly. Why do you want to aggrieve yourself?"
Sun Zhenzhen turned his head and gave him a light look. "I don't like eating. Besides, how do you know I don't like eating?"
"Before Mingming, I didn't like celery at all. You said that the taste of green vegetables is very strange!" Yang Yilin, who blew up Mao, leaned over and stared at the women around him, almost standing up and shouting.
"People always change, and tastes are the same. Don't think we have some intersection before. You know what I look like. In fact, you don't know anyone, including yourself!" Sun Zhenzhen's face was expressionless, and his tone was very plain.
Yang Yilin is blocked. The word "Chuan" has been twisted between the eyebrows. The wrinkly words can drip out of the water.
But he was very comfortable. Anyway, at least she was willing to talk to him, wasn't she?
Even though she has a bad attitude towards him and a bad tone, isn't this the dead woman he likes?
When they met for the first time, she beat him. Such a grumpy temper is her.
He stared at her for a long time, and a sneer came up from the corner of his mouth? But don't forget sun Zhenzhen, we used to be brothers in the trenches! "
In fact, he would like to say that we used to sleep in the same bed
He changed his mouth when it came to his mouth.
He was worried that if he said that, sun Zhenzhen, who was very angry, would immediately turn his face against him. The dish that my sister-in-law had worked hard to prepare would surely let him turn it over, give him two big mouths, and then leave in a rage.
In order not to embarrass the scene so much, he changed to brother.
Even so, sun Zhenzhen didn't have a good face for him. He glared at him fiercely and said angrily, "who is your brother? I'm very clear with you. We can't even talk about friends. Please don't be amorous anymore. "
Yang Yilin's face was green. As soon as he was ready to open his mouth to refute, he heard the soft and sticky voice of little jasmine with ferocity, "bad corn, you are not allowed to bully my mother..."